So then Klerkon made his way to the side of Sigurd Erikson, and
told him that he had recognized the boy. At which Sigurd grew very
pale, and blamed himself in that he had not kept Olaf within doors
by main force.

Now, at high noon when the king and queen departed from the tent,
Sigurd made his way round to the entrance of the lists, and there
searched for Olaf and found him. He spoke to the lad very gravely,
and, telling him of the viking's recognition, cautioned him against
appearing again within the circle of the course. Olaf, seeing now
that it was a serious matter, agreed to abandon the wrestling, and
gave his word that he would thereafter be more cautious of showing
himself.

"Much do I fear," said Sigurd, "that the mischief is already done.
Your future welfare, your happiness, your claiming of your father's
kingdom--all depends upon the result of this horse fight. If
Klerkon the Viking's horse should overcome Sleipner there is no
help for us. You must go with the victor."

Then Olaf smiled almost mockingly.

"Be not afraid, my kinsman," said he. "Should Klerkon come to
claim me as his prize he shall not find me. But he will never need
to claim me. I have seen this great stallion that he has so much
boasted of, and I know full well that it is no match for Sleipner
in a fair fight."

"We shall see very soon," returned Sigurd; "meanwhile, if you